the scent of summer,
filled with memories of days past.
the music in my ears,
flashbacks encouraged by the sweet melodies.
the gentle breeze, the warmth against the open window
beckoning me, haunting me.
trapped inside this shell,
only wishful thinking escapes.
Watching the clouds float freely in the sky,
wishing to be one, wishing to spread my wings
wishing to fly away.
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